Liebling and Chiquito live in a red brick apartment building in a complex of dozens like it, built in the 1930s at a time when not many people owned cars. The sidewalks are wide and the streets are narrow. I paced off the width of the their street, and it measured roughly 6 paces. My highly scientific calculations done with a sheet of A4 paper [More….]

I imagine that as long as there have been landscape painters, there have been attempts to capture the serene and comforting scene of a field of ripening whatever. I don’t know why it has such a powerful pull on our minds. Maybe it comes from the human brainstem and its primitive focus on whatever is needed for survival,[More….]

If you read my series on the Valencian festival of Las Fallas, you’ll remember that the whole amazing spectacle ended in bonfires consuming enormous, elaborate sculptures in nearly 400 neighborhoods throughout the city of Valencia. (If you missed it, [More….]

The city of Kiel, our current residence, surrounds the end of a fjord–not the elaborate Norwegian kind (remember Slartibartfast’s pride in having created their lovely crinkly edges in Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy?), but a fjord nonetheless. Last evening we went down to the water’s edge in the village of Mönkeberg, to see what we could see.[More….]

I’m a lover of words, and am happy to find new ones to add to my stash, as well as opportunities to use unusual ones that I’ve had tucked away. As we are about to leave for Germany to visit my oldest daughter and her husband, I poked around in my word satchel to see if I had anything that might serve the purpose. I thought of “junket,” which seemed [More….]

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